We finally came across the large structure. There was no door to the building and only one window peering out. People have been coming here, trying to uncover the mysteries of this place. But it seems those who have tried never came back home. My friends and I were determined to uncover the truth.

“I can’t believe we found it!” Mika exclaimed. He wiped his brow with the back of his hand.

I plopped down on the grass, tired from lugging the camera equipment up the hill. I glanced around at our surroundings, trying to understand how this place just randomly appeared. Where did it even come from?

“We should get inside while it’s still daylight!”

Standing up, I pulled out two cameras and passed one to Mika. I turned my camera to face me and presses record.

“My name is Harley Prescott! I’m joined by my associate, Mika Crowley, to uncover the truth about the mysterious building on a hill.”

Turning off the camera, I turned to see Mika getting exterior shots of the building.

“Ready to go in?” I asked him.

He nodded yes. I turned the camera back on and started climbing the stairs. We stepped onto a hallway at the top of the stairs. I’m no architect, but the hallway appeared to be longer than the actual building!

“Strange!” I commented aloud.

“What’s with the doors?” Mika asked.

On either side of the hallway were doors that alternated between the colors orange, yellow, and lime green. I walked up to the first orange door to my left. Mika went to the yellow door on the opposite side. Twisting the doorknob, I stepped inside an empty room. The only thing in it was a lone chair placed in the middle of the room. Exiting the room, I decided to enter the room Mika went into. I reached for the knob only to realize that it was gone!

Banging on the door, I yelled out to Mika. No answer. Thinking he’d moved farther down the hall, I yelled out again.

“Mika!”

My voice echoed off the walls of the empty hall. Still, I got no answer. I turned back towards the stairs, hoping he could be outside getting some air. I stopped and stared at the place where the stairs should have been. Instead, more hallway stretched beyond. Where the hell did the stairs go? I pulled out my cell phone to call Mika. Panic rose in my throat as I glanced down at the screen and saw that there was no service.

“Harley! Harley!”

Mika’s voice called out for me, sounding panicked. I was coming from behind me farther up the hall. I ran towards Mika’s frightened voice.

“Harley!”

I stopped in front of a lime green door to my left. Mika’s voice was coming from in there. I opened the door and dropped the camera in fear. Hanging from the ceiling was a man. His body was slightly burned, the smell of his burnt flesh hitting my nose making me retch. I crumpled to my knees a few steps away from the burnt man. Tears filled my eyes to the brim. Was this what became of the people who explored this place? And where the hell was Mika? A sob racked my chest. I wish I had never come here!